Chapter 1502

Name:Master Zhan, Calm Down! Author:
1502 I’ve finally said it, I love you (6)

Qiao Xi-er had never jumped out of-car at such-high speed before. Her body fell heavily to the ground and rolled rapidly. However-there was another loud bang not far behind her, and a hot wave of heat came crashing down-!

the huge impact force sent her crashing into the hard and uneven cliff.

He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, which dyed the stone wall red.

She fell into a state of confusion. Vaguely, she seemed to hear someone shouting her name like a madman. The voice was so familiar that she wanted to open her eyes and look over.

However, she could not do it.

His eyelids seemed very heavy.

All her internal organs felt like they were falling apart. They were in pain and numb, as if they were being peeled off from her body.

“Thin and thin, Jing Yingluo.”

Two words slowly escaped from her blood-stained lips as she fell into complete darkness.

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Such a sudden accident shocked everyone. The race track was in chaos.

he watched as she eventually hit the stone wall of the cliff in order to avoid the people. he was completely dumbfounded by the end of the situation. he had no idea why her car’s brakes had failed.

Barton rushed to them after getting out of the car, his chest heaving up and down like a beast.

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For a moment, Bo Jing felt his heart stop beating, contracting rapidly like a knife. He watched as her car went out of control. He could save others but he couldn’t save her.

in the end, he had to watch her become like this.

At this moment, he kneeled there and hugged her tightly with both hands. He buried his face in her neck, and a burning heat flowed down from his red eyes. His hands were trembling, and he could not control his fear. A strong sense of loss enveloped him, making him feel so painful that he could not extricate himself.

“Xi ‘er, Xi’ er, don’t be like this.”

Her face was covered in blood. Bo Jing looked at her and kept rubbing it with his hand, but blood continued to flow out of her mouth.

her body was as fragile as a feather.

As if she was weightless, Bo Jing did not dare to reach out to feel her breath.

He was extremely afraid.

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